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RIP Scherezade Momin: 1985 – 2021

At the start of 2021, a front-end developer powerhouse had begun the process of suing the company she had co-founded with Open New York founder Ben Carlos Thypin, MarketUrbanism himself Stephen Jacob Smith and engineer Sandip Trivedi for sexual harassment committed by Trivedi:

Front End Engineer Sues Scipre Analytics For Sexual Harassment After Drunken I Love You: Scherezade Momin sued Quantierra Advisors LLC dba Scipre Analytics for sexual harassment and discrimination. On April 21, 2021, U.S. District Court for the Southern District of New York Judge John G. Koeltl held a proceeding. Momin was employed as a front end engineer for $38 an hour or $80,000 a year. Her supervisor Sandip Trivedi, she says, got drunk and told her he loved her. When she complained, her salary was cut to $65,000. The defendants will now file a motion to dismiss by May 14. The case is Momin v. Quantierra Advisors LLC, 21-cv-612 (Koeltl).”

But by late November 2021, the Pakistani-born, 36-year-old Momin, a model, “entrepreneur, scientist, designer, avid fashion hobbyist” and co-founder of Quantierra’s Scipre Analytics, had died in a New York City hospital.

But from what? How? I cannot find any details on cause of death.

And what an unbelievable convenient demise for certain parties.

Was Momin’s passing due to a rare and extreme late case of severe covid? Did she die by suicide, as a few had quickly supposed? Or could it have been via an intentional act committed by someone else, as a few others have speculated?

What would have caused the death of a perfectly healthy, physically fit, brilliant and beautiful young woman, especially as this court case, which had meant so much to her and her reputation, continued its journey towards trial?

Momin’s LinkedIn profile has already been disabled. By whom? LinkedIn?

It had been Ben Carlos Thypin who had reduced Momin’s salary from $85K to $65K, a 25% cut in pay. And he did this behind her back, as if to make her pay for having made such a complaint in the first place.

Thypin had also giggled to Momin that Trivedi was obsessed with her and then instructed Momin to keep her distance: this detail is in her legal complaint.

To emphasize: Thypin had instructed Momin to keep her distance instead telling Trivedi to back off. He held Momin responsible for Trivedi’s harassment and inappropriate behavior, not Trivedi himself.

After cutting Momin’s salary, Thypin then fired her, again behind her back: Momin learned of the dismissal after accessing Scipre Analytics’s human resources tracking app where she saw she had been terminated, another detail in the legal complaint.

I had posted screenshots of Momin’s complaint on my Twitter account: I remember very well what that complaint had stated.

Momin died of unknown causes on Friday, November 19, 2021. By the following Monday, November 22, 2021, Thanksgiving week, a body almost still warm, the legal team for Thypin and Trivedi were already petitioning the court to dismiss the case.

Sometimes there is no justice for some people during their lifetime but that doesn’t mean they will ever be forgotten.

I won’t forget what Scherezade Momin had to endure. Not just the harassment committed by Sandip Trivedi but also the treachery committed by Ben Carlos Thypin, who had been her business partner for over five years. Momin deserved better yet the very existence of this case demonstrates who she was, as a fighter, as person betrayed and as a woman standing up for the justice she rightly deserved.

This case’s existence also shows, in glaring public brightness, the enduring mediocrity of Ben Carlos Thypin, an extremely wealthy real estate developer and strange, greedy enabler who enjoys hurting people.

But when does the hurt go too far?

Rest in peace and rest in power, Scherezade Momin: you will be remembered.

Scherezade Feroze Momin: 1985 – 2021 “Scherry designs, codes, and hacks. She is an entrepreneur, scientist, designer, and avid fashion hobbyist, who is also passionate about real estate, data and the internet (especially hacking it). Currently, she is a co-founder of Quantierra, a data-driven real estate investment platform. They use data and algorithms to source commercial real estate investment deals in New York City.
Gone too soon: no justice for Scherezade Momin
one screenshot from Case 1:21-cv-00612-JGK, filed 1/22/21
“As a real yimby, do you not have a problem with sleazy Ben and the allegations that he fires employees [business partners] who report sexual harassment?”
“…do it with some integrity, goddamit”
(when the subject of a sexual harassment lawsuit supports another sexual harasser😑)

Tender Dick White Suspension

Dear Twitter Support,

I am writing, yet again, to appeal the suspension of both my accounts, @fuelgrannie and @QueensStomp, and I am sending this same exact, and very long, letter to you on behalf of both of these two accounts.

You were not only wrong in your decision to suspend my two accounts but also wrong in allowing your flawed reporting system to be used by other accounts to purposefully push me off of your platform for no good reason.

I am a real person: I’m not just some anonymous, food-stain-covered fanatic living in my parents’ basement and causing havoc out of boredom or loneliness. I am, rather, a food-stain-covered old, loud and real human, a real person, Connie Murray, who attends local meetings, speaks publicly often and is known for my relentless documentation and drilled down research.

My name is clearly displayed in both of my Twitter bios. I have two blogs. I am not just active online in social media and blogging but am also a nationally recognized housing advocate and critic of yimby (“yes in my backyard”) and Amazon who has been publicly speaking at New York City community board and other area meetings in Queens and Manhattan for years. My piece about NYC yimby group Open New York was featured in the New York Daily News article on the SoHo NoHo rezoning: Open Your Eyes to Open New York remains a definitive examination of this organization.

I am arguing not just for my name and content to be reinstated but I am also stumping for my very reputation to be restored. My suspension has spawned all sorts of unsubstantiated theories on my behavior, words and personal history which I have never displayed or which has never existed, neither on your site nor anywhere else. Because your platform is so prominent, people are using it to besmirch my in-real-life reputation which demands that you must play more of a role in the management of how you are allowing this to happen to me: this appeal letter will detail, in painstaking depth, how there is no good reason for either suspension or the banishment of my entire presence from your site. The reasons (save for one valid instance and for which I take complete responsibility) which you yourself had supplied to me are not violations of your Terms of Service (TOS) and I will go through each occasion to thusly demonstrate why.

Put on your seatbelt: this is a very long letter with a lot of evidence.

Long + lots of evidence = fuelgrannie.

You enacted this double suspension of my accounts on the morning of January 23, 2022 after I had posted what was so clearly a sarcastic tweet: the irony is not lost on anyone that one week later the author of The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood herself, tweeted almost the exact same phrase which caused my suspension while addressing the exact same group who have been attacking and targeting me for years.

That group is yimby: aggressive, obnoxious neolib centrists who are mostly young, white, male tech professionals and push a harmful real estate agenda as they lobby for predatory and gratuitous housing policies. Both Atwood and I see the casual brutality of these players who attempt to intimidate older people out of their residences under the pretext that the older people are too wealthy, too selfish and too racist to be allowed to stay in their own homes. And yimby uses your platform vociferously to spread its agenda, more than it does on any other social media site.

Atwood’s tweets demonstrate that this isn’t just my own personal, overwrought response to yimby: the above linked articles describe yimby’s brutal and unreasonable culture from all over the country and rest of the world. My own takes about yimby include how communities need to protect elderly residents from yimby’s destructiveness and how New York City government is in on the yimby scam and protects the abusiveness of yimby.

Even yimbys themselves see how problematic their movement and engagement remain. They have always acted like bullies on your platform as they aim to overtake public discourse and have been using your platform to specifically target me since 2019. This current ban for me is the second suspension my accounts have endured directly because of yimby; the first suspension happened in October 2019.

And you already know this, Twitter, because the footprint of my activity is at your fingertips: you know how much I get reported and you also know how few of those reports are viable and cannot be used against me.

It is important to note upfront that there were no TOS violations against my QueensStomp account when you had determined to suspend it along with my fuelgrannie account: zero.

You had never sent me anything about the QueensStomp account until the morning of January 9, 2022, when I, all of a sudden, was not able to fully utilize my fuelgrannie account: you, Twitter, as an entity, had not yet indicated to me any block or suspension so I had wondered if the site was down.

I even Googled “Twitter down,” which remains in my internet search history, and after seeing no news of “Twitter down,” I went back into your app where there was still no indication whatsoever of any lock or suspension on the fuelgrannie account, which still nevertheless lacked full functionality, so I switched to my QueensStomp account just to see if I could access your site and you immediately suspended that account, simply because I had switched to it. Again, this is an account which had not received one violation from you. Ever.

It wasn’t until I accessed the QueensStomp account that I was informed of any suspension of either account. I then switched back to fuelgrannie and finally received a prompt telling me that account, my main account, had also been suspended.

You suspended QueensStomp for no good reason. You had never sent me anything about my conduct on that account and you must take that hard fact into account: there are 1385 tweets on QueensStomp which, as you know, I can still see; this suspension may grey my account to any and every other eye, but I can still see those tweets.

And so can you.

So you need to specifically show me which tweets out of those 1385 posts are hateful or abusive because tweeting “don’t forget to block me on this account, too” or “millionaire homeowners and tender dicks beware” isn’t abuse.

Please show me which QueensStomp tweets warrant any lock or suspension. Please show me how I was tag-teaming with my two accounts to be abusive to other users. You need to show me your own assessment of my own content and not solely rely on the whiny, dishonest efforts of yimby accounts who had reported my “alt” because they had strived to get all forms of me off of your platform.

In summary, the brief violation history of my smaller, less-used “alt” QueensStomp Twitter account involves zero violated TOS but was still nonetheless suspended along with my main fuelgrannie account for my having trying to access it.

That’s neither a good nor fair reason. That account did nothing to earn a suspension other than having been often reported by yimbys (the cited account, @les3025, which was created back in 2016, has only 7 followers at the writing of this appeal: that tiny group includes the prominent regional yimby voices of New York City real estate developer Ben Carlos Thypin and Philadelphia-based propagandist and chaos tweeter Taylor Austin Kessinger. Huh.)

Regarding my fuelgrannie account, for the sake of complete transparency and to lay out the history of my offenses, let’s go through all the violations for that username, one by one, starting with the very first one in June 2019.

I’ll be piecing together these violations using your own correspondence to me via email and also via my own memory and recollection as your email correspondence doesn’t fully document tweets involved or any resulting actions. You have a full record of these offenses, though: you have even more information on these offenses on your end.

That very first violation, which you sent me in June 2019, involved you locking my account for 12 hours for my having chided a white supremacist for wanting to form a white nation: that account reported me and I reported them yet I was the one who suffered the lock; this is the email you sent me at 5:40am on June 10, 2019.

Hello fuelgrannie: We’ve received your appeal request. Our support team will take a look at the information you provided for your appeal. We will respond via email as soon as possible. Please note that while we review your appeal, you’ll be unable to access your Twitter account. If you would prefer, you may instead choose to cancel your appeal request [by clicking this link] and resolve the violations by proceeding to Twitter and following the on-screen instructions to restore your account to full functionality. Thanks, Twitter

To the best of my memory, as it is not documented via any email correspondence, I had clicked the link to restore my account, but you have the full record of how that all went down.

In summary, my first offense was calling out a white supremacist account for wanting to form an all-white nation.

My next “offense,” in early October 2019, was my account being suspended in a targeted attack by NYC yimby group Open New York. Two days after receiving notification of my suspension, I sent you an appeal letter and you followed up with this email two days later:

Hello, We’re writing to let you know that we’ve unsuspended your account. We’re sorry for the inconvenience and hope to see you back on Twitter soon. A little background: we have systems that find and remove multiple automated spam accounts in bulk, and yours was flagged as spam by mistake. Please note that it may take an hour or so for your follower and following numbers to return to normal. If you need to get in touch with us again, please file a report through your Twitter app or our forms page, as this account isn’t monitored for replies. Thanks, Twitter

That “offense” resulted in my fuelgrannie account being the only account of mine suspended: I was active on QueensStomp and my fuelgrannie account was reinstated after four days.

So you are aware, I have read that other accounts, which had also been deliberately targeted as mine had been, also received the exact same email from you and none of us believe the “flagged as spam by mistake” excuse. We know that we were the subjects of attempts to suspend our accounts and your way of handling it has been to brush these attacks off as “glitches” instead of giving consequences to the accounts, likely 70 to 80 accounts, which had ganged up on us.

While bearing zero responsibility on how some of your users operate, you allow groups of accounts, including multi-managed accounts of same-user main and its alts, to thereby target and bully other accounts with no repercussions.

That breaks your own Terms of Service.

Instead of rightfully giving consequences to the 70 to 80 accounts committing the TOS-breaking dogpiling so to suspend other accounts, you instead hold the innocent target as guilty until proven innocent. You give no suspension or lock or notation or anything to the accounts acting in consort, only to their intended target.

Why do you do that?

You need to change how you handle these situations: this practice of making the victims of such ganging-ups to be the sole parties bearing the entire responsibility of these attacks literally breaks your own TOS: you yourself are breaking them and you’re allowing other accounts to break them, too. You need to brush up on all types of internet bullying: just because an account has a lot of reports against it doesn’t mean there are any worthy violations. Such reports may not truly reflect any abuse but rather may be an effort to silence the targeted account’s voice.


So, I’m not going to count the suspension in October 2019 as any violation against me (and neither should you).

And even after my account had been reinstated, there was this constant notification that something was wrong with my account which lasted well over a year, which I had repeatedly reported to you for months, via an internal case appeal. Despite following the prompt to amend what may be wrong or inappropriate on my feed, I kept receiving the same vague message to limit “profanity in any form, including censored profanity; profanity in the Twitter bio; profanity in promoted content; excessive use of profanity in organic content,” which was odd because I don’t use profanity. It’s also odd because many of your users do use profanity regularly and their accounts are not suspended. You have literal porn on your site, literal videos of literal penises entering literal vaginas and literal anuses, but you’re telling me to watch the profanity which I have never used.

It got to the point in 2019 and 2020 where I just stopped responding to the prompt because I knew it was futile, no communication was coming from you, you didn’t want to help me resolve the issue and you, to this day, never supplied me with a reason for why I had that notification constantly on my account. I even made my account private and didn’t tweet anything for three months, from mid-November 2019 to mid-February 2020 because I remained so concerned with having my account taken away from me again.

So that’s the nutshell for my 2019 suspension and how wonky my account remained even after it was reinstated.

Getting back to the biography of my violations, the second one I received from you came just this past October 26, 2021, less than four months ago from the writing of this appeal and some 12 years into my usage of your platform: just two offenses earned in over a decade of tweeting.

My 10/26/2021 TOS violation was in response to this tweet (“Looking at your twitter, you have a weird obsession with this and a hatred towards Amazon”) in a thread originated by then Buffalo Mayoral hopeful India Walton and on the day it had been reported Walton had referred to a fellow meeting attendee as a “tender dick white man.”

My tweeted response, with intended quotation marks included: “looking at your twitter, you have a weird obsession with tender dick white men and a ~*hatred*~ towards amazon, wtf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😤🍼😩” which you had then oddly deemed as hateful content.

Hateful against whom? Against white men? Against overly sensitive white men? Against Amazon?

Is this a running theme?

Please tell me what is hateful about: “looking at your twitter, you have a weird obsession with tender dick white men and a ~*hatred*~ towards amazon, wtf.”

Please tell me. Because I don’t see it. Because it’s not there.

But you still used this against me.

And you’ll have to remind me how this all played out, as you had emailed me a link that afternoon to cancel my appeal: did I do that? I can’t remember: maybe you had also asked me to delete the tweet, but I do not recall and you never supplied me with a reference number for this incident.

In summary, my second offense resembles my first offense from all the way back in June 2019: it’s me criticizing white people. Was either tweet hate speech? Nope.

My third offense came the very next day, October 27, 2021, and for that instance I did deserve a violation.

After having received a dm about it, the record of which remains in my inbox and which you can access and verify on your end, I had hastily and carelessly tweeted out a screenshot of the purchase record of a multimillion dollar home belonging to a board member of NYC yimby group Open New York: I did not block out the address in that screenshot and thus doxed the homeowner.

What I did was thoughtless and potentially harmful to that party and I take full responsibility for my haste and carelessness. I’ve reported other instances of doxing in the past and remain in complete agreement of me suffering consequences for my actions with this one tweet. I mean no harm to that person and had been instead intending to make the cogent point about the hypocrisy attached to the fact that the million-dollar homeowners are not the ones opposing yimby but are, in fact, the yimbys themselves.

Had I taken the time to blur out the purchaser’s new address, there would have been no TOS violation. But I didn’t. I had acted too quickly and what I did was wrong, so a 12-hour lock was appropriate for such irresponsible behavior which did violate Twitter TOS.

And you and I both know that one incident is the only incident of me doxing any other account, despite the repeated false narrative that I dox frequently. I have never revealed anyone else’s address on your site and I learned a lesson when I committed that offense once, in thoughtless haste, this past October.

Meanwhile, my personal history is being bandied about as fair play which, irony of ironies, some see as a doxing of me. As had happened back in 2019 when I was accused of being a “billionaire’s niece,” I am once again being accused of being secretly wealthy and scamming the system by living in a stabilized rental.

So my third offense was doxing, a huge no-no. I agree with that violation and it was the sole of its sort of offense which I have ever committed on your site in almost 13 years of use.

My fourth violation, which came mere days later on Halloween 2021, was due to me calling an aggressive Trump supporter (with “Enemy of Leftism” proudly displayed in his bio) a “magat” four different times in the same conversation. You listed all four of my tweets together for this violation, as follows:

Tweet 1: “@bervamrojavi @FachtnaFathach @damienISgoodmon @48hills probably not, magat”

Tweet 2: “@bervamrojavi @FachtnaFathach @damienISgoodmon @48hills you’re a magat, magat cope”

Tweet 3: “@bervamrojavi @FachtnaFathach @damienISgoodmon @48hills you’re a magat: i know this because of your words and behavior if you’re hearing frequently that you are a magat from many other accounts, it isn’t because those people and i aren’t having ‘original thoughts:’ it’s because you’re a magat”

Tweet 4: “@bervamrojavi @FachtnaFathach @damienISgoodmon @48hills ok magat”

The account @bervamrojavi told me I was “worthless garbage,” “infantile, far left bottom-feeder” and to “go back to watching Lawrence Welk reruns” but I’m the one who got reported and blocked for what you determined to be four instances of “abuse and harassment” for responding back that they were a “magat.”

Yet it was @bervamrojavi who wouldn’t leave me alone: if anything, they were the alleged harasser here by pestering me yet I can’t even refer to what they were doing as either “abuse” or “harassment,” but rather as sea-lioning. They would not leave me alone but because I responded to them, I incurred the violation and lock.


“Ok magat” is now hate speech?! How is the word “magat” “abusive” or “harassing?”

It’s not.

And again, I wasn’t the one being harassed, I was merely responding to this account’s barrage. Should I have reported them? I saw no reason so I didn’t. They were being insulting and persistent but nothing which warranted reporting. You and I both know that I don’t report often. I report people for telling me to die or to kill myself or that I should be hit by a car or not wake up. But those are the only occasions I make reports.

Meanwhile I call someone a “magat” or a “white supremacist” or a “tender dick white man” and I get locked for abusiveness? When did racism against white people, especially white men become a thing?

It’s not.

Racism against white people doesn’t exist.

This article about yimbys showcases a photo of a bespectacled white guy with a red beard: unironically, many yimbys are bespectacled white guys with red beards. Being mad at me for noticing this screaming consistency doesn’t change the screamingly loud reality of this screaming consistency.

Observation isn’t “hate:” it’s observation.

Noticing that all these guys are similar isn’t “hate:” it’s observation.

Tweeting about how all these guys are similar isn’t “hate:” it’s observation. It’s analysis. It’s criticism.

Criticism isn’t “hate:” it’s criticism.

Yimbys are not trying to silence me because I am homophobic or abusive or racist: they are trying to silence me because I am effective at observing, analyzing, reporting and criticizing them.

They see that as “hatred” and “abuse” and they report my criticism of them as hateful content.

So, you, Twitter, need to better work on what is determined as “abuse” because none of what I wrote is.

My fifth and final offense, which resulted in the suspension of both my accounts, was my satirical tweet calling for my own death to an account which has now curiously and conveniently changed their user name from @Ya3il8200 to @ya3il82 but the conversation, where this account accuses me of being a weirdo nimby boomer who was “fingerblasted” in a parking lot after a 1957 prom, still exists.

I sarcastically called out their ageism. I got permanently suspended while they changed their username.

So, to sum up, those are all my offenses, all five of them, which led to the suspension of both my accounts.

These violations constitute the reasons why you had decided to kick me off of Twitter. Not for homophobia, not for violence, not for obscenity, not for racism against people of color: nope, not for any of those things.

I got kicked off for “magat” and “tender dick white man.”

And how come you didn’t give me that “are you sure you want to tweet that?” warning I have been recently reading about but, as you well know, never ever received myself because you have never ever used it on me. Why not?

I am evidently such an oft-reported account, yet I have never received that “want to review?” prompt from you: why is that?

Especially in that one tweet which resulted in the suspension of both my accounts: why didn’t you send me a warning? If I was using the word “kill” in a way that would have been seen as controversial, then why didn’t you offer me the opportunity to review my words?

There’s a theory that yimby-aligned employees at Twitter are part of the conspiracy to silence me: the fact that I never received that warning substantiates that theory. The fact that both my accounts were summarily shut down over the sarcasm of one account which used the same self-effacing sarcasm used by Margaret Atwood also raises suspicion.

Per your own correspondence: “Here’s a summary of what isn’t allowed on Twitter, according to our safety policies: Threatening violence against someone or a group of people; celebrating or praising violence; harassing someone or encouraging people to harass someone; wishing harm on someone; promoting violence, threatening, or harassing people because of their identity (like race or gender); promoting or encouraging suicide or self-harm; images or videos that show sexual violence and assault; child sexual exploitation or threatening or promoting terrorism or violent extremism.”

So tell me: when did I ever do any of this?

On January 9, 2022, you had emailed me that because of covid, your review process may be slowed down yet a mere three days later you let me know both of my accounts were suspended, which was less time than the four days by which you had made your assessment in 2019. I don’t believe you fairly reviewed my account this time around and you need to.

My degree of notoriety involved my name trending for a few days and #freefuelgrannie continues to pop up as a hashtag, used by both sides.

Almost a month later, I remain suspended while there is not just one parody fuelgrannie account, there are presently three: gruelfannie, foolgrannie and fueigrannie.

You’ve allowed for these parodies of my account to happen: those accounts are protected by your standards of parody engagement while, I, the person being parodied, had been directed by you via email to prove my identity to you. I was asked to provide a copy of my government-issued ID and to thereby entrust you every step of the way to manage that personal information and all the risk which comes with such a correspondence while the accounts spoofing me are protected by your parody account exceptions and don’t have to do anything other than exist. You don’t ask them to send you their government-issued ID, you required that from me alone, not them. You allow them to exist on your platform but not me.


You don’t protect a user like me, who is under constant attack of being reported with the express intent of getting me suspended. The same group which did it three years ago are now doing it again.

And you let them.

They even talk about it, on your platform, publicly: “OK, so now how do we bait Todd Fine until he gets so mad he severely violates Twitter’s TOU?” and “What’s the alt? Let’s go report it en masse.”

This is literally what they did to me: they reported me on masse, they laughed about it publicly and you let them.

Where is my recourse or even my protection on your site? Where is the nuance in your assessment process where you are able to understand that a party is being bullied instead of just believing the bullies simply because there are more of them?

You allow these yimbys to use your site to silence others so to commandeer the narrative around real estate, land issues and housing. These yimbys are deliberate and strategic in their behavior. All I have on my side is the block button which hasn’t helped me much as these yimby users all have multiple accounts and report me constantly.

These multi-account users openly admit their behavior as if it were the most regular and common thing, even allegedly sharing these alts with other users. Quinn Mootz, the notoriously irate and clumsy former campaign manager for Sara Lind’s unsuccessful run for New York City Council, has a bunch of accounts she uses for such activity, including the parody fueIgrannie account. I recognize her voice and style at this point: she used her @throwawayikea to tell me not to wake up, kinda violatin them TOS of yours, Twitter, but, hey, who am I to criticize the people who have a half dozen accounts which they use to tell me to die.

Aaron Carr who founded his own nonprofit “start-up tenant watchdog agency” Housing Rights Initiative used your platform for six hours one night in January 2021 to slander me with a bunch of lies: you let this happen. This guy, with his broad following, made all these unsubstantiated claims about me being a “con,” a liar, a habitual tweet deleter and a racist. I kept asking him during those six hours to show evidence of what I had done, which he literally scoffed at. You allow this person to constantly spread misinformation and flat out lies on your platform, including that hours-long obvious attempt to smear me and my reputation by deliberately and dishonestly accusing me of things I have never done. He used the amplification of your platform to harass me and lie about me.

What are Aaron Carr’s consequences?

Why aren’t there any?

What do you do to help accounts like mine? I am reported almost every time I tweet. Is it your policy to take a mass of reports blindly and then just suspend the account they’re targeting? Because if that’s what you’re doing, then you are allowing your platform to be manipulated by people whose main intent is to take over the narrative and silence other people: “just keep reporting, eventually the dam will break.”

Just keep reporting, eventually the dam will break.


You let this happen, Twitter: this is a call to dogpile for the sole purpose of eliminating another account. A clear violation of your own TOS. And you do nothing to stop or even manage it.

You have permitted other users to publicly call for the harassment of me with zero consequences.


You allow an account like mine to get bullied into silence on your site: your own flawed and inadequate reporting and assessing mechanisms allow for it.

What do you ever do to protect accounts like mine, who are under constant reporting? And why have those violations you’ve affixed to my account so mild? Where is the homophobia? Where is the racism? Where is the hateful conduct? Where is the call to violence? Where is the harassment?

Twitter counts in the cultural sphere: it is an important, perhaps the most relevant, platform for information, news, analysis and visibility and I remain a voice and person which yimby is dying to silence. You need to better comprehend the role I have played in the political and real estate landscape here in my beloved hometown of New York City in dealing with my suspension: you are complicit with a false narrative being allowed to fester, not just about real estate development and political corruption but also false narratives about me.

All the work and research I have executed and posted during the past 13 years is now hidden from public eye. My investigation of the trolls who had been paid to harass Assemblymember Emily Gallagher as she ran for office in 2020, a story for which I was interviewed and was covered by East and Creek and which I had blogged about on Medium, is now invisible.

My months-long exploration of Amazon’s short tenure in Long Island City with its aborted HQ2 initiative is now only visible to me.

My witnessing of the Department of City Planning’s Senior Counsel John Mangin admitting that the city of New York cannot guarantee that even one unit of affordable housing will be created by the SoHo NoHo rezoning isn’t available for public view.

My horror in watching DCP Senior Planner Sylvia Li laughingly mention displacement packages for rent-stabilized senior citizens who will lose their decades-long affordable housing during a likely illegal ULURP Zoom meeting is now, conveniently, no longer part of the public Twitter discourse of the contentious and gratuitous Lower Manhattan rezoning.

My reporting, as tweets, is also no longer accessible via my blog posts or any mentions of my blog post.

My work is lost: I don’t deserve to lose almost 13 years of content over “magat,” “tender dick white man” and “let’s kill all the old people especially the weirdos.”

And to add context to my defense, let’s go through some of the lies which have been told about me and the initiatives which I support and about which I could never follow up with you because these accounts blocked me and also because you have no mechanism or means for reporting lies.

This sour patch account, a real estate development agenda pusher at DSA (Democratic Socialists of America) who is also aligned with the ever-lying Aaron Carr, created an entire long thread based on a screenshot of one of my blog posts: she accused me of being a property owner who was buying and hoarding units in Lower Manhattan, a complete lie. I couldn’t respond or even report her as she had already blocked me when she had used your platform to spread lies about me.

Yet she later whined, “i have a GS-level brainworms troll who not only has me blocked, but i’ve blocked as well, and they QT me all the time. from an alt i guess?

Not from “an alt,” AngrySadPants, but from an incognito tab: why pretend you don’t know about that capacity, Cousin Murray?

Also, weird flex that “QT,” or “quote tweeting,” is exactly what she had done to me: a huge, long lie about me, via a series of QTs. I am left to assume that she believes it’s okay when she does it, yet I am somehow in the wrong for daring to utter her sacred name; after all, the very first time I had ever dared to engage with her surly grew-up-on-4chan presence on your platform, she instructed me to “shut the fuck up.” Gee, Twitter, I thought you guys hated profanity. Instead of directly engaging with me, she then grumbled to her followers about her having “had it up to here with peace of shit ‘muh sunlight’ nimbys istg,” again using profanity in reference to me. Using that screenshot from my blog, she proceeded to call for me to “GO SET UP CAMP IN A FIELD” perhaps because she feels it is her place to tell people where to live, ironically mirroring what she had accused me of doing.

After I replied to each one of her lies about me in my own response thread, via QTs because she had blocked me, she went private because she couldn’t handle the visibility of her own actions and then whined about someone else being a baby.

She also instructs other users not to engage with me on “her” threads, aka, some Thetan level 10 tender dick white man energy.

Many lies about me involve an imaginary and completely unsubstantiated hatred I apparently harbor towards gay men, created and circulated because I suspect these men, whether gay, straight or whatevs, cannot handle any criticism or scrutiny so they declare it must be my vague, undefined, general and broad “hatred of gays” which propels me and not my hatred for the lies told by toxic male yimby.

Meanwhile: “Shout out to @fuelgrannie for being a fierce ally to the LGBTQIA+ community – slaying the ‘phobes left & right instead of watching Saturday morning cartoons. We stan!

This guy claimed I called him “gay” and “spammed eggplant emoji” which you and I both know is a lie. I only had two conversations with that guy before he blocked me: this one and this one. No “gay.” No eggplant emoji. Just another yimby having a meltdown over having interacted with me and then lying about that interaction, confirming, as ever and always, why I use the baby bottle emoji to describe this fragile, dishonest mayonnaise crew.

How come you don’t better manage the lies which are promoted on your platform? Why do you believe these guys over me? Here I am, sending you yet another long document so to construct, piece by piece and bit by bit, how these guys lie but you don’t even have a reporting mechanism for lies, only for abusive behavior. Does that mean you tolerate lying or you just don’t know how to implement oversight over the false things which are shared on your site?

Why can’t you, as a content-sharing platform, do a better job in protecting the truth?

Part of my client-facing work involves the use of social media. My clients are aware of this suspension because I have had to let them know as their breadth becomes limited by my suspension, too: this isn’t happening in a vacuum, I have a life, I am a real person, I work. If I create an account to use for one these clients, you will shut it down or if I log into a client’s account from my IP address, you will suspend that client’s account: that is place you have placed both me and these businesses. Over the word “magat.” Over the phrase “tender dick white man.” Over the same self-effacing irony employed by the writer of The Handmaid’s Tale.

You need to change this.

Show me where I have been racist. Show me where I have been homophobic. Drawing attention to a group of aggressive white men is criticism, not racism, homophobia, violence, hatefulness or abusiveness. These guys can dish it out but then collapse in a fit of tears when they get an ounce back of what they continually vomit up.

And you allow it to happen.

These guys are mad at me for successfully standing up to them, for holding up a mirror to their overdramatic, chaos-creating, dishonest content and for breaking down every one of their lies: that’s why they report me, over and over again, with some accounts reporting me for every tweet I post: “I think her suspension resulted in every reporter getting a notification.”

I have been sent screenshots to my dms of discussions held via off-Twitter platforms where yimbys discuss “going after” other accounts. You know this: because those screenshots are in the direct message inbox of my Twitter account. Go look at them: you can see them better than I can at this point. The proof of this behavior has been documented through your very own platform.

And you allowed this to happen to me with no recourse, no nuance and this lazy assumption that the people who cannot stop reporting me for things (which you yourself never end up determining as violations) must be right because there are so many of them and just one of me.

So where does your responsibility lie in better managing your own understanding of a targeted attack? Surely you fathom that it’s possible that the person who is being reported is, in fact, not guilty of what their dogpiling is accusing them of and that in truth it’s the dogpiling pack who is breaking your own terms of service, which is what I brought up in my appeal.

I have been called deranged for years: here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here and also here, too. Let’s not forget insane, also here. And crazy, here, also unhinged. Immoral was an early accusation I received often. Also actual psychotic. Can’t forget lunatic: here, here, here and here.

I couldn’t report those tweets: they’re insults and lies but they don’t break your terms of service; as well, many were tweeted by accounts who had blocked me. You create no method for reporting tweets where the user is blocked. And my defenses against such accusations are no longer visible: so you, as the very medium for the content, are adding to this false narrative about me.

I don’t mind those insults (bring it on, Red!) but I do mind being deprived my own voice to stand up to them. If you are going to let those voices fester and grow in their dishonest claims, then you ought to allow accounts like mine to be able to speak out against them. You ought to allow for true fairness, not a bullying campaign to silence people who dare to call out that very bullying, that very hijacking of the narrative and all the lies which come with that.

Criticism isn’t hateful content: it’s criticism.

Criticism is also not abuse or violence: it’s criticism.

My blog about my Atwood synergy documents the constant theme of ageism, going as far to be peppered with mocking references to bombing neighborhoods and comparing elderly people fighting to stay in their homes to the Ku Klux Klan. (Interesting how Harvard Business School student Sam Deutsch has recently changed his handle: I wonder why he would do that, huh. Seems to be a recent trend with many yimbys. Hmmm.) Responses to Atwood’s sarcastic tweet included snippy demands that she depart her residence, blame her for the state of the world in general, and call her a “selfish oldie” for daring to remain in her long-term housing.

You allow for this type of engagement to occur while you suspend me for calling it out.

Infamous Sam Deutsch, a former intern for US senator Brian Schatz and current student at Harvard Business School, literally slanders people and uses their faces but I’m the one who loses both my accounts. Ben Carlos Thypin, who founded Open New York, jokes about bombing the homes of elderly New Yorkers over and over and over again but I’m the one who gets suspended.

Freddie DeBoer recently wrote “YIMBYs Could Solve the Affordable Housing Crisis, if They Weren’t So Busy Being Trolls (LOG OFF, BROS)” making me wonder why I am being suspended for trolling back. DeBoer writes:

“The social culture of online YIMBYism is antagonistic to the movement’s goals, in a way that’s become a common feature of politics in the internet era. A 2017 piece in The Guardian reflected this dynamic, emphasizing YIMBYs’ bouts of anger and refusal to compromise. I have personally found that, too often, the loudest YIMBY voices online are flippant, disrespectful, and far too quick to accuse their NIMBY opponents of bad faith, or of being shills for the wealthy. Several people I know who identify with the YIMBY label privately concede it’s a problem…. this tendency to revert to mockery is unhelpful.”

“Privately concede,” not publicly stated because daring to go against the cemented false yimby narrative would result in a dogpile reprimand by one’s peers: yimbys refuse to take responsibility for their optics so any criticism, especially from an internal source, is consistently met with cries of “No!!! Absolutely not!!!! That’s not us, stop it!!!” But also, curiously enough, a “defense… by just being rude and combative in return” which again begs me to ask, if yimbys are allowed to be rude, then I should be, too.

If California Yimby’s Darrell Owens is endorsing the “sending [of] a dunk tweet, [because] that’s what moves the needle,” then such action should be permitted for the other side, too, shouldn’t it? Why is there no two-way street?

For thee not for me in action, amirite?

Yimby are “all the same” to me, too: it’s okay for yimby to say that but not for me? Why? Where’s the logic in that? Or is hypocrisy the point? You need to manage this better, Twitter. They’re your users and you own this content.

And where the heck are all those screenshots of my alleged hateful content?

Penelope Katsaris, whose multiple accounts I have blogged about in two separate blog posts, tweeted she had “screenshots” but yet didn’t post any screenshots.

Aaron Carr, who runs his own nonprofit Housing Rights Initiative, also claims to have screenshots which he oddly never shares.

I have a screenshot!”

I have a screenshot!”

I have a screenshot!”

I have a screenshot!”

I have a screenshot!”

K, Aaron.

Um, maybe post ‘em, cowboy.

Don’t you understand, Twitter, that you are allowing for these false claims to be used against me? This is your platform. Where is the alleged evidence these people claim to have and why are you permitting them to use your site to make vague, unsubstantiated claims about me especially when I can’t defend myself?

Why are you allowing this to happen?

Curious, too, that immediately before my account was suspended, I had been engaging with Hayden Clarkin, who had been whining about how difficult his life was as he was being forced to move out of his LIC luxury rental now that his covid rent reduction deal was expiring and he could no longer comfortably afford to reside in an empty glass tower. When I pointed out he had an online 25-page portfolio and, via his own posted resume, that he was CEO and Founder of his own organization TransitCon, he had sobbed to me that he was only a “part-time CEO” while claiming extreme poverty.

The conversation ended well, however, with him inviting me to chat over a cup of coffee, yet as soon as my account was suspended, he readily and quickly deleted all of his tweets with me, as you can see here, which struck me as very odd, as if he didn’t want any footprint or record of that particular conversation and activity with me at that particular time.

I found it especially strange, while conveniently coincidental, that he would delete tweets so quickly and so early in the morning. Don’t you? Were people connected to him, like all those anonymous yimby accounts with the anime profile pics, connected to reporting me that morning? You would have a record of that.

And these accounts, alts and mains alike, readily and publicly admit to repeatedly reporting me: “Maybe @fuelgrannie should stop engaging in the very tactics that she accuses YIMBYs of using? Sarcastic Tweet aside, she crossed the line myriad times in the past, including for multiple off-the-rails Tweets I reported a while back (and I’m not someone who reports people often);” “I was speculating that I might’ve contributed to this, but I have confirmation now. I present to you the broomstick of the Wicked Granny of the West;” “i’m thinking when they banned her they sent these out to anyone who reported her recently to make them feel like twitter is doing something;” and “as a coda to fuelgrannie day, twitter decided to let me know last night that they finally looked into my complaint. filed this months ago when she was locked out of her main for doxxing someone and continued to harass on her alt.”

“Fuelgrannie day.”


This yimby falsely asserts “I’m just assuming all nimby accounts are her alts.” Yet you and I both know that’s not even close to the truth and yet remains so dismissive of the criticism these accounts rightly deserve: it is absolutely not just me who calls them out.

My username is often distorted in tweets because, as one does with Candyman, my correct moniker must never be uttered.

And I am not the only target of yimbys. This account, in Vancouver, British Columbia has been under similar attack as I have been: “The YIMBY have been carrying out a years’ long campaign of harassment and intimidation against me. At the same time, they’ve been carrying out a coordinated campaign to get me booted off twitter. You can’t make this up” and “I just want to let you know that @airigidir has a been running a years long campaign of insults and harassment against me, including calling me less desirable than a dog.”

My voice and work have been able to confirm to other communities and cities, even in other countries, that their hardship in dealing with abusive dishonest yimby isn’t because of their own “craziness,” but because yimbys are bad faith liars whose behavior goes complete unchecked on your platform, while you, in turn, allow those bad faith yimbys to silence me.

Do you understand how bullied I and others have been on your platform? And can you appreciate how little I whine about it and that I stand up for myself? I have handled all of this by myself, too: I have never “sent minions” to attack other accounts either on a public tweet or a private dm, ever. And you know this is true because my account’s public and direct message history. You know I fight alone and that I make zero accusations without receipts.

I don’t whine and threaten-tweet, “I have a screenshot!!!!!!😤🍼😩” which I then never post: I simply post the screenshot. Or the linked tweet. Or the QT.

I bring actual receipts instead of claiming to have things I never share yet use as solid irrefutable evidence.

I, Connie Murray aka fuelgrannie, always come with a receipt.

And you know this.

I have been using your platform since 2009: I bring evidence.

I have been dm-ed evidence.

I am trusted by so many people because of the amount of information I receive and because of how consistent and honest I am.

If you don’t know that about me as you suspend both of my accounts and ban me from your site, then you need to research better.

I belong back on your platform, not just because I was unfairly booted off by both you and yimby, but because my voice deserves to stay heard. All my content deserves to remain intact and public. As I had argued back in my 2019 Twitter suspension appeal, you may own my content but I created it so I have ownership to it as well and there is zero reason it should not be public. My content is valuable research: it outed political trolls, it documented the lies of city officials and it consistently acted as a reporter and witness at New York City events and area meetings.

I want you, Twitter, to take responsibility for how you are complicit with my reputation being slandered on your platform. If I am so guilty of all these things of which I have been accused, then where is the evidence?

Where is one piece of evidence?

Because a single, dusty, tired screenshot regularly shared by Aaron Carr of a tweet for which I had apologized directly to Mr. Carr (prompting him to block me via his own account and the account of the nonprofit he founded and runs, Housing Rights Initiative) isn’t evidence of racism, violence, hateful content or even homophobia. My tweet was shady and rude as commentary on how similar yimby all are, but it wasn’t homophobic. And in the recent light on Freddie DeBoer’s criticism of yimbys inciting their vociferously defense of their own right to be rude, then why doesn’t that apply to me, too?

How hypocritical, lazy and cowardly of yimby to not allow all sides to be heard. And how wrong of you to be complicit and let them.

If you have a yimby bias in your assessment process, you need to amend that. Again, I did not get suspended for the imaginary bigotry, homophobia, hatefulness, violence-inducing and racism that nobody, including you, can ever seem to substantiate: I got suspended for “tender dick white man,” “magat,” and “let’s kill all the old people especially the weirdos.”

Aka, I shouldn’t have been suspended and I never did any of the things of which I have been accused because there’d be some evidence of it.

There’d be some trace of me doing such behavior.

Wouldn’t there?

Where is it?

By removing me from the public discourse, you allow more propaganda to go unchecked, you permit the very people who had striven to silence me to continue to lie about me with no management or oversight by you.

Have you even followed up on the other accounts reaching out to you to reconsider your thoughtless decision? Why is communicating with you like a black hole?

It’s fair to contest a bad decision. It has been fair game for me all along to call these guys, especially how for they behave and I did that all by myself with no calls to anyone else to gang up with me on any account.

I just took to the business of talking, of tweeting, of arguing against, of bringing research and information and of standing up for myself.

I am their worst enemy because I stand up for myself as well as I do. That’s why they wanted me off your platform, not because of the imaginary bigotry. They want me off your platform because I do such a good job in showing how wrong they are, how cultish they are, how abusive and off putting they can be and of course how very similar they all are, not just in how they look (the architype bespectacled white guy with a red beard)

It’s fair to expect better from you in your assessment process: you’re kicking off a prominent voice in the New York City real estate development discussion for tweeting “tender dick white man,” “magat” and that castrating and dreaded baby bottle emoji.

And #freefuelgrannie continues to trend: TurboVax, aka Huge Ma, announced his dropping out of his bid for a Queens Assembly seat and then joked, “I’m going to bring fuelgrannie back to Twitter.” I blogged my response that I don’t need his imaginary “help” as I am likely more politically significant in Western Queens than he will ever be.

This appeal letter is so long because you didn’t do your job at all so I was left to do it for you. Because there is such a long history of people trying to get me kicked off your platform *cough*.

The crafting of this appeal has been a grueling process: I am fighting as I had in 2019, not just for my name and my content, but for my very reputation.

This isn’t a mea culpa: this is a you-a culpa. I didn’t do anything wrong: you allowed your platform to be used against me and my reputation, which is wrong.

I’ll be posting a version of this letter on my blogs and other social media platforms so this appeal can be public and not just sent down that silent black hole I always encounter when dealing with you; more eyes should be on this issue. If need be, especially since I can still see my account, I’ll post the history of my account via screenshots to continue to raise awareness about your lack of judgment here. Let’s show the whole world my account again. Let’s help people find all those screenshots, especially Aaron Carr. Let’s document all those claims about my alleged racism and homophobia and violence and hateful content. Let’s allow that baby bottle emoji to flap proudly and loudly in the wind.

You owe me as a publicly active person a much better assessment and much more fair call on what you have allowed to happen to me. Per your very own Terms of Service, you need to unsuspend both my accounts and restore all respective content. I did nothing to warrant any suspension of either account.

Do the right thing: #freefuelgrannie.                                                 

weird flex how much these have been downloaded in less than an hour, huh
44 minutes *cough*
Don’t forget to include the link, Ben Carlos Thypin: it’s not just about the screenshots “😤🍼😫”
Twitter is “deeply committed… to Orwellian control of the narratives and global discourse”


Tiny Based, not Huge Ma

Based, broski.

So is the role of original Open New York candidate, Justin Potter, now being played by you, TurboRelaxed?

You must remember Justin Potter, right? He was that 2019 pro-Amazon yimbot wallflower senatorial seat “hopeful😤🍼😫” who had barely campaigned in Queens District 12 before handing his efforts over to former garbage manager Iggy Terranova who ran the anti-Mike-Gianaris race into a Black Lives Matter brick wall.

You’re a Justin Potter, Huge.

You never met with anyone in your district. I mean, as you know better than I, people did reach out to you to talk, to network, to try and get more information from you about your platform and your responses to them were tepid at best and dismissive and condescending at worst.

We all can appreciate the yimby slack chat (that tiny, self-congratulatory, downzoned bubble of testosterone-deluded non-reality) may have dirt-soil-sprouted a microscopic hard-on for you but in what was your district, the district which is right next to mine, voters remained fantastically unimpressed by your arrogance, your stiltedness, your coldness and your lack of public service experience.

And your need to take a thwack at me as you exit your joke of a campaign (but way to pocket a hundo thou, dude: spice-o-riffic take and totalmundo “based, king😤🍼😩”) merely confirms that you are just as mediocre and unexceptional as the homogeneous group of bros which spawned you, Open New York.

So, your early escape out of a campaign where you did almost nothing is no surprise to me.

And you could have still run, Huge: during a redistricting cycle, you don’t have to even live in the district to run for its assembly seat.

So why didn’t you?

Why not just run?

You had collected so much money in donations.

You had the savior brand of TurboVax under your belt.

You could have won, regardless of the redistricting: you could have won.

If you had tried, even a little bit.

But you didn’t.

Where you put your effort, instead, was making a joke about me: that’s where you “try,” Huge. And that effort, your small parting shart to me, of all constituents and voters, of all real, loud and vocal Queens residents, shows who you are and reveals your ever-present sense of self-entitlement and your inherent laziness.

So what are you going to do with the $100K you raised? You should return that money to your donors: it’s like you tricked them by taking funds from them in the first place, given how quickly you just gave up on your race.

And it’s not like you need that $100K in donor money, TechBoi: do the right thing and give it back.

So good riddance, Small Flaw: thanks for making all of this even more easy for the people who see right through the yimby bullshit and the snarky obvious Open New York propaganda. Thank you for making us voters right, again and as always.

And I don’t need you to #freefuelgrannie: you’re too inactive, too reticent, too timid. You’re of no use to me, booboo.

I got this.

Stop being me, IP address
Huge lazy

“just say f*gs Connie this is taking forever😤🍼😩”

Yeah, gosh so, it *is* “taking forever,” Nick Tagliaferro, because that’s a word I just don’t say: I do not use that slur.

I never have.

Which you already know I don’t do as my possibly uttering it is, to you, “taking forever.”

Weird flex that it looks like the hard reality of me never using the slur “f*gs” angers and frustrates you.


Why is that?

Why were you goading me to say a slur I never say and never use? No one should say or use that slur.

So then why were you so impatient about my never using it? Did you want me to say that slur? Is that why it was “taking forever” for you? Is that why you were so bothered?

Because isn’t it, in fact, a good thing that I don’t say “f*gs?”

Isn’t not saying “f*gs” kinda the goal on this planet?

You’re literally proving that I don’t use this language.

You’re also showing how invested you are in the false and strange hope that I would use this slur which combines with your telling disappointment and vexation that I don’t use it.

I see you, yimby: and my seeing you never “takes forever.”

I see your lie, I see your irrational consternation, I see your dishonesty, I see your agenda, I see your hand and I see that you are wrong.

I see you, yimby👋

#FreeFuelGrannie’s Screenshots, Aaron Carr

Which is it, Aaron Carr?

Because Twitter would like to know, too.

Is it “over a hundred” screenshots you have of my alleged homophobic racist behavior?

Or is it just those three old tired screenshots you keep hauling out as some deep, repeated and proven evidence of my consistent and thickly bigoted behavior?

Because there is no seething hatefulness or prejudice in any of those screenshots, including that one single tweet of mine, the one which you keep deploying as concrete, definitive demonstration of my raging homophobia: that tweet, which is now hidden due to the suspension of my account, describes “twinks + bears = yimby force.” This tweet is shady as all hell, it’s flat out rude, for sure, but it’s not, by any definition, hateful.

The overwhelming optics of yimby show young, white men, many with beards, many with glasses: Zach Galifianakis and Where’s Waldo.

If you’re going to refer to your opponents as the lead paint caucus, then we’re going to refer to you as twinks and bears.

Which I only did that one time, Aaron.

And which I had acknowledged had offended you (an acknowledgment you yourself had even liked👇) yet you have always, conveniently, omitted this tweet’s existence. You pretend it never happened.

So I have a screenshot, too.

I tweeted out the below apology to you (after hours and hours of enduring a typical endless Aaron A. Carrversation) where you had called me a “con,” a liar who habitually deletes her tweets and a racist, despite not having brought with you even one receipt to demonstrate any truth to any of these accusations.

I have a screenshot, too, Aaron👋

In fact, you had defiantly refused to produce any evidence, as if substantiating your indictment against me was somehow beneath you.

The only “proof” you were able to provide (which was curiously not in reference to me being a con or a liar or a deleter of tweets or a racist) finally arrived at 12:22am, almost six hours after you had initially accused me of being a “con” at 6:41pm: it was just that one “yimby force” tweet, via a screenshot of a purposefully unlinked tweet.

And I suspect the photograph of that tweet was, in fact, not on your phone as a screenshot, as you had teased yet never delivered, but rather was texted or dm-ed to you as our 6-hour marathon dialogue dragged on.

This all raises suspicion.

You had made so many claims, declaring you had screenshots (now a familiar yet empty refrain from you) but the sole substantiation of it all was just one single screenshot, not the “many” tweets you had hissed about having.

And that one single screenshot was finally produced many hours into our conversation.

Why didn’t you provide that allegedly damning screenshot much earlier in the conversation? Why did it take you six entire hours to finally cough it up?

And why have you never supplied any other screenshots? You had alleged taking screenshots of my feed that very day, just about a year ago, January 27, 2021, but the screenshot you provided was from two months earlier, from mid-November 2020.


You now claim that you have over a hundred of screenshots of me acting all racisty and homophoby and hatery in general: so, where are they, Aaron?

Where are those screenshots, Aaron?

They would add context to that one screenshot, wouldn’t they?

And I gave you that apology, almost immediately, which resulted in you blocking me, likely because you were caught. You got what you hadn’t expected to get from me, something the rest of us never get from you: accountability.

The fact that you yourself liked my apology also strongly implies you read the tweet: liking is an acknowledgment. But then you immediately blocked me, within seconds. You then blocked me via your Housing Rights Initiative account: I screenshot both of your blocks and tweeted them out.

Your action of using your HRI account to block me (and thus evade any confrontation) is just one reason why I block people who work for you at HRI: I don’t trust you, I don’t trust New Leaders Council, I don’t trust your yimby organization and I don’t trust the people you pay. That also includes the politicians you give money to: following your money is always an eye opening tell.

You wasted 6 hours, Aaron, accusing me of things you literally could not prove and then you blocked me on your two separate accounts for taking responsibility for the one sole offense you were able to produce.

What do you think that looks like, Aaron?

What do you think you look like?

Because you lie all the time.

You lied about me and the existence of all those screenshots (I mean, unless you have them: it’s ok, we’ll wait).

You lie about Manhattan being 30% landmarked when in reality “historic districts cover less than 4% of the lots and lot area in” NYC.

You also lied about the SoHo NoHo rezoning creating “700+ units of affordable housing at $900 a month for a family of 3.”

In fact, that fantasy has turned out to be a huge lie, and was likely bandied about in a lobbying effort to city council members as concrete truth so to sway the vote for the SoHo NoHo rezoning, and you told it many, many, many times.

So are you also lying about those 97 other screenshots you supposedly possess which can better document my racism, my bigotry, my homophobia, my hatefulness and my violence?

I mean, if you still have those screenshots, that is, as I know how much my content fully annoys you and remains beneath you to even research. But, just in the case that you might still have those scores of screenshots of my behavior, I reckon Twitter would want to see them, too, as I move forward with my appeal.

You’re selling “free fuel grannie” t shirts: the rest of us just want you to free the fuelgrannie screenshots.

“dozens ~*upon*~ dozens of screenshots!!!!!!!!😤🍼😫” (k guess we’ll wait for those, A-Plod)

It’s telling that you post this screenshot, Aaron, but you have yet to post all those (“like a hundred!!!!!😤🍼😫”) screenshots of alleged homophobia, racism, violence and hate which you claim to have. When will you post those? Or are you just lying?

Aaron: I have dozens upon dozens of screenshots, like, well, like a hundred of them!!!!!!😤🍼😫

Everyone else: k post them

Aaron: um let’s look at this tornado instead!!!😤🍼😫
Aaron’s notorious misplaced anger (“😤🍼😫”)
Oh look

It’s a screenshot of my tweet about how stressful moving homes is for old people


I keep wondering where all those “homophobic screenshots😤🍼😫” are cause this one still ain’t it, either


The HandGrannie’s Tale

Oh, so it isn’t just me making eldercide jokes at my own expense.

Even all the way over in Canada, my role is now being played by Margaret Atwood.

Taking it to “fuelgrannie level,” the author of *cough* The Handmaid’s Tale is no newby to housing debate as she calls out the frosty and inhumane yimby take on old people daring to stay alive and thus occupying the very homes the yimbys would like to live in, now, thank you very much.

Aging in place is perceived as selfish: old people demonstrating the sheer arrogant audacity of staying in their own homes and not moving out so to meet the immediate whims of impatient, apartment-hopping tech bros are seen as “an absolutely massive public policy problem.”

Unsurprisingly, Atwood’s impertinent “boomering” was met with the usual twisty yimby arguments for their proponents to lose their homes or, at least, for their lives to end. Because old people, “nimbzombies,” don’t belong in “housing discourse these days” as their “feelings are bad ones.”

And any old people who are afraid of inevitable displacement are ackshually racists: those saggy segregationists, in fact, deserve to lose their homes.

Let’s bomb them. C’mon it’s funny.

Despite having literally made my own self the butt of such a joke, I was nonetheless suspended for sarcasm about old people being killed.

I had tweeted almost the same thing as Margaret Atwood.

Because despite the fact that she and I live in completely different cities, we both well know the ways and words of yimbys.

I mean, we all do, don’t we, at this point?

We all know too the deliberate twisting of words, the crybabying victimhood and the pouting tantrums of yimby: “😤,” “🍼” and “😩.” I couldn’t have answered better myself.

Margaret Atwood spells out the “😤,” “🍼,” and “😩”

You have their number, Peg: keep haunting them.

Victory Yap

Shake off your black veil and grab that baby bottle, kids: we have a funeral to attend.

Fuelgrannie is dead.

Ok, maybe not in real life, but I have croaked on Twitter which just might be better than passing away in real life, which Twitter isn’t, amirite?

Ding dong that witch is dead: RIP to a real one.

Emilia Defraudin apparently has died from joy.

Rebel with Good Cause Aaron Carr is selling #freefuelgrannie t-shirts.

Ceiling-gazer Meeeeelar puts me in a league of my own: save a seat in the front row for him, pweeeese.

Ben Wetz, however, is muting both the fuelgrannie funeral and any of its related keywords: SpiderYim is already over this particular trip to six feet under.

But Ben Wetz is amplifying me as he tweets about muting me.

Which presents the conundrum of the yimby victory lap: as they all howl for their opponents to just take the L, yimbys draw almost too much attention, sometimes even inadvertently positive, to their enemies, while also revealing their own bloodthirst for overkill.

Dresden, anyone?

The gloating may go over well in their limited bubble, but even a dead person like me can see the optics and downside of such off-putting bragging. The victory lap can bring its own backlash.

Yimby, as a movement, remains unpopular in New York City: it may be politically protected; it may garner obvious puff pieces from big press; but it struggles to attract much grassroots traction as many New Yorkers remain wary of a group of arrogant, condescending eye-rollers, who publicly infer to private jokes while struggling to connect with anyone outside their tight, mocking clique.

Housing is tapas to them: they move every year, tasting new apartments, trying on new neighborhoods, a living game of SimCity which can only be played by individuals making enough disposable income to crib-hop. Aka, not how the other 70% of us NYCers live.

And I have been calling out that inability to connect for years now: yimby doesn’t partner well; they don’t get their boots on the ground in any meaningful way, sticking mostly to their own closed meetings and whenever they do dare to show up for live, in-person public engagement with other humans, they are sorely outnumbered and jeered.

Because New York City can always smell insincere opportunism: we shudder at fake smiles; we know a scam from ten blocks away; we’re not dumb. We know when we are being excluded and when we are being played: a braggart’s pyrrhic victory does not win us over.

But whaddo I know? I’m dead.

So dance it up with my casket on your narrow shoulders, boys: no fuelgrannie in your backyard.

I’ll be here instead: in real life.

“On This Day, We Are All Fuelgrandchildren😤🍼😩”

News of the suspension of my Twitter accounts @fuelgrannie and @QueensStomp gassed up the Twittersphere yesterday, prompting not only the name fuelgrannie to trend (continuing into today, even) but also sprouted a new parody alt, the slyly monikered @fueIgrannie (“the ‘L’ is ~*secretly*~ an upper case ‘i,’ bruh!!!”), a peppery complement to the already existing saliferous parody @gruelfannie.

Relief and delight upzoned the spirits of density bros and their few fellow avocadgals: fuelimination got uninformed boyfriends talking, created bright revelry in a dark Omicron world and hatched Fuelkanda forever as a tender memorial to the demise of my presence on Twitter.

Memes about worshipping at the church of fuelgrannie just might go to my head and the curious support of folks who hate me and had blocked me years ago is coconut-pecan icing on a German chocolate cake.

Yimbys are understandably concerned about the social media censoring of sarcasm: after all, salty, spicy, sarcastic takes stack on top of each other as vertebrae to form the spine of yimby engagement: if my unwell, homophobic, whack job racist self can get banned for irony, well, then maybe we are all at risk for such consequences.

We’re all fuelgrannie now.

(Or is it fuelgrandchildren?)

But more yimbys than not still decry the whole “defend fuelgrannie” thing, with the more savvy ones obscuring my name so to discourage any topic trending; the most important result for them is that I have been banned and I need to stay off and away and silent. They had tried once before to permanently shut me up and hopefully this time it will ackshually stick.

Yet I’m not really silent, at present, not like I was the last time around. I wasn’t blogging much in 2019 and my name certainly never trended back then. I’ve had more traffic on this particular site in the past 48 hours than I had for most of last year and my relevance on Twitter oddly persists, despite the fact that my account is hidden and I am unable to engage.

So I’m not really gone, am I?

I mean, you’re reading me right now, aren’t you?

Fuelkanda forever, baby.

“Let’s Kill All the Old People Especially the Weirdos”

Whelp, it happened again.

My Twitter account has been suspended, once more, as it had been back in October 2019, but this time is different as Twitter has suspended both of my accounts, @fuelgrannie and @QueensStomp.

While it remains disconcerting not to have a voice on the Twitter platform, I still have a voice on this website, my own platform, so I am gratedful for this space and also appreciative of how much activity this site is getting today. My piece about my first suspension has received more views today alone that it did for the entire year of 2021.

Unlike in October 2019, when Twitter could not provide any direct explanation for why my account was suspended (a likely targeted, coordinated attack by New York City yimby group Open New York as I detailed in a blog post back then), it was my reply last night to an account I had never seen before which ended up resulting in my suspension.

The account, @Ya3il8200, had tweeted, “struggling to see the difference between this weirdo [me] and an owner class nimby boomer [University of Pennsylvania professor @ValerieRoss14] who thinks nothing needs to change because they were able to buy their house for $50,000 back in the jurassic era,” and I responded with, “you’re right, janice: let’s kill all the old people especially the weirdos” to point out this account’s ageism, one of the more consistent themes in yimby engagement.

This was not a call to kill old people like me or weirdos like me: this was no physical threat but rather was a challenge to the inappropriate use of the “nimby boomer” and “jurassic era,” phrases which reflect the discrimination, intolerance and underlying violence against older people which I so often receive. I have been told to “not wake up” and to “get the bullet” on Twitter along with countless calls over the years for me to “take” my “medication,” “change” my “diapers” and “take a nap,” as efforts to silence my words and diminish my voice and personhood.

I am disappointed that Twitter could not discern the nuance of my reply or perceive the ageism which persisted in @Ya3il8200’s subsequent retort, “I promise you will get over the loss of the parking lot where that scoundrel Richard ‘Dick’ Rogers fingerblasted you after your senior prom in 1957.”

My school did not hold proms, nor was it attended by boys, so poor ol Dick Rogers, an imaginary person in @Ya3il8200’s mind, really missed out.

I’ve submitted appeals for the suspension of each of my Twitter accounts and I look forward to resolving this issue in a fair and reasonable manner as my engagement did not warrant a suspension.

So here’s to keeping the old people alive and vocal in this effort to stand up to abusive yimbys. This jurassic-era weirdo will always fight for my voice: as long as my old, wrinkled, redundant body has air in my saggy, well worn lungs, I’ll be keeping my mouth open.

No matter what the forum.

The Betrayal of SoHo NoHo by the New York Department of City Planning

(aka, why NYC needs you, elected NYC Councilmembers, to send this “plan” back to the drawing board for a more thoughtfully developed proposal which guarantees truly affordable housing and will also vigorously protect every unit of already existing, long-term, deeply affordable housing in all its forms which exists in Lower Manhattan.)

December 9, 2021

To the Members of the City Council of New York,

Please vote “no” on the Department of City Planning’s proposal to rezone SoHo NoHo and then please advise DCP to revise its purposefully vague plan to include, as top priority, specific protection against the displacement of over a thousand New Yorkers, many elderly, who reside in Lower Manhattan’s already existing deeply affordable units. There are almost 700 such units in SoHo and NoHo in almost 200 still-viable structures which will be threatened with a rezoning: we must protect these vulnerable New Yorkers above all.

As a former stabilized renter in SoHo and as a lifelong New York City renter, I ask all of you for a nuanced consideration of this flawed rezoning proposal and to acknowledge New York City Planning failed on its pledged deliverables of the Envision SoHo NoHo plan and process. The DCP has not done its job with its rushed and remote ULURP process, its conditional exclusion of public input and its repeatedly expressed obvious bias for real estate development interests.

This gratuitous and ruinous rezoning is defiantly being held up by its proponents as an opportunity for “equity” and “housing justice,” but there is neither “justice” nor “equity” for the vulnerable, mostly elderly, renters of SoHo, NoHo and the adjoining areas of Chinatown and Lower Manhattan who will lose their homes because of the zoning adjustment.

There is also no justice for the middle-income property owners, the artists of SoHo and NoHo, who, after working with the City decades ago to devise a form of affordable homeownership in repurposed industrial spaces so to ultimately age in place, will now no longer be able to afford to pay property taxes on the units they fashioned with their own hands back in the 1970s. Why is there no special consideration for these New Yorkers? They deserve to stay in their homes: as a city, we owe this to any threatened resident but most especially to this population who literally developed a globally adored tourist destination and now our collective payment to these people is to kick them all out.

It is disturbing what will happen to these elderly NYC residents, who have long been productive and industrious citizens: it is cruel, dishonest and dystopian.

The Envision SoHo NoHo process did not invite many of these constituents yet did, oddly, heavily involve real estate development lobbying group Open New York from its inception: Open New York, a pro-development group which has bragged about being the architects of the SoHo NoHo rezoning were considered by DCP to be valuable stakeholders, despite the glaring fact that none of them live in the area and despite the fact that their interests are purely about new development, not about consideration of existing housing or the value of the lives and experiences of the tenants who live in them.

The DCP-led ULURP public engagement hearings were held via Zoom while a global pandemic raged; the first of these meetings was in October 2020. I had signed up to speak but was number 354 to have make such a request and was thus not called upon as the session was deliberately limited to two and half hours: 365 people had signed up to speak that evening and DCP allowed for less than 10% of them to have had any voice.

How is that legal, NYC Council Members? How is it legal, in any way, to limit public engagement during a (wait for it) public engagement session?

DCP assigned the role of rezoning Senior Planner to Sylvia Li who referred to both the residents and structures of SoHo NoHo as “relics,” often and readily admitted she did not understand loft laws or other Lower Manhattan anomalies while also displaying an uncomfortable favoritism towards real estate development lobbying group Open New York. The entire process was a sham: right in front of the eyes of the rest of us.

You are our elected representatives: DCP doesn’t listen to us, so please be our voice and send this inadequate rezoning back to the Planning drawing board; this is not a vote to stop all development, it is instead a demand for better development from DCP, not their current lazy effort as this thoughtless initiative which will solely benefit the worst type of developers and create the least affordable and barely livable housing.

Please vote “no.”

Thank you.